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Chapter 131

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Chapter 131

Jace

The morning sun casts a warm glow over the patio as I sit with the boys and Dad, coffee steaming in our mugs. It's a rare moment of levity, a brief respite from the chaos that has consumed our lives for far too long.

We're talking about something trivial, something normal. Bowling. A simple, mindless activity that feels like a luxury after weeks of planning and plotting. We're even making tentative plans to hit the lanes right after we deal with Christopher, after we finally put an end to this nightmare.

It feels good to laugh, to joke, to pretend, even for a moment, that everything is going to be okay.

But the illusion shatters in an instant.

A searing pain explodes in my chest, a sharp, agonizing sensation that steals my breath and clouds my vision. I gasp, clutching at my chest, my fingers slick with blood.

A sharp blade punctures my chest, and my mind is hazing.

The world spins, the laughter fades, and the faces around me blur with confusion and alarm. I try to s
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